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It’s the Thursday morning before valentine’s day. Lisa and I are scrambling to get out of our suite. We share an Organic Biochemistry class and we’re running a hot minute late. As we pulled on our shoes Lisa asked me, “Do you have fun Valentine's weekend plans?” The question, since I have a BF, contained a suggestion of impending sexiness. We grabbed our bags and were soon out of the dorm. “I do NOT have fun.. WELL??.. well,” I said hesitating - was this the time to let my secret out? “Well?” Lisa follows up excitedly. We’re out in the quad now, an uncovered rectangle of grass and walkways. It’s 37° and cloudy. It’s going to drizzle all day. We maneuver around the slower movers, bookbags on our shoulders and coffees in hand. “You’ve familiar with, umm, Twib?” I asked. “Twib! I’VE heard of them,” Lisa, chuckles, “they do some singing and plucking of strings, I believe.” Yeah, yeah. They’ve gone underground, and um, their crush is tomorrow night!” “Oh, Wow,” she said, somewhat shocked, “Twib has crush?” “They have crush,” I confirm. “How did I not know this?” Lisa asks the universe, “EVERYTHING has crush!” she laughs. “Everything has crush this year,” I agreed. We get to the bus stop right as the shuttle arrives - it’s perfect timing - and we board. “I think “Crush” is a really cute name, better than “Spring Fling, for a dance name,” Lisa said. “Anyway,” I softly announce, leaning into her even though we’re close and sharing a seat, “I’ve got three invites, so I’m taking Peter, of course, and YOU,” Lisa laughs, “OK” “And,” I add suspensefully - this was the surprise - “YOUR secret crush,” I add grinning and bouncing with excitement. Lisa freezes, turns pale and looks at me like I’m crazy. “What?” she says hoarsely. “Tom,” I said hesitantly, “Peter invited Tom..” Now Lisa has a wide-eyed look and her cheeks have turned a flamingo pink color. “He doesn’t KNOW he’s your crush,” I add quickly, reassuringly, putting my free hand on hers. That seems to calm her, “You didn’t SAY anything,” she asked, scrutinizing me for any sign of deception. “No, I swear, I said, making the sacred “x” sign over my heart, “We’d never. It was just a fun, surprise idea.” Suddenly the shuttle seemed hot and uncomfortable, I took off my scarf. We shared the last 10 minutes of the ride bickering. After we got off, we made our bickering way to class. As we settled in (we sit together) I offered, “We can cancel, I can cancel, it was a stupid idea - I’m sorry.” “No,” Lisa sighed, “I don’t always adjust well to surprises. OK, let’s do it!” “What was all THAT (bickering) about then??” I asked. “Oh, that was just fun,” she smiled, “I was making you sweat. Ok, What’s the theme? What are you wearing? Where’s it going to be held?” Lisa finally started asking critical questions. “It’ll be at Luther (college) and the theme is biomes,” I said. “Biomes?” Lisa asked. “Biomes - like grasslands and tundra,” I explained. “Oh, ok, sure” Lisa chuckled. “And I got a dress from Princess Polly. Sorry Fast Fashion,” I joked. “Hey, you know,” Lisa agreed, “When biomes call.” “You got it,” I nodded, “and I’m excited because I got a dress for you too!” “For ME?” Lisa exclaimed, “aww.” “I know what you like,” I claimed. “You do,” she admitted. “It was a surprise and time was short, you’ll love it,” I declared, as the TA took the podium. “It’ll be a go-hard night.” I whisper. “You should all have a PSet and paper to hand in,” the TA announces, as class begins. . . slang… PSet = a problem set (Homework) crush = a dance that you’re supposed to invite your crush to. TA = teaching assistant (a graduate student)

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It’s the Thursday morning before valentine’s day. Lisa and I are scrambling to get out of our suite. We share an Organic Biochemistry class and we’re running a hot minute late. As we pulled on our shoes Lisa asked me, “Do you have fun Valentine's weekend plans?” The question, since I have a BF, contained a suggestion of impending sexiness. We grabbed our bags and were soon out of the dorm. “I do NOT have fun.. WELL??.. well,” I said hesitating - was this the time to let my secret out? “Well?” Lisa follows up excitedly. We’re out in the quad now, an uncovered rectangle of grass and walkways. It’s 37° and cloudy. It’s going to drizzle all day. We maneuver around the slower movers, bookbags on our shoulders and coffees in hand. “You’ve familiar with, umm, Twib?” I asked. “Twib! I’VE heard of them,” Lisa, chuckles, “they do some singing and plucking of strings, I believe.” Yeah, yeah. They’ve gone underground, and um, their crush is tomorrow night!” “Oh, Wow,” she said, somewhat shocked, “Twib has crush?” “They have crush,” I confirm. “How did I not know this?” Lisa asks the universe, “EVERYTHING has crush!” she laughs. “Everything has crush this year,” I agreed. We get to the bus stop right as the shuttle arrives - it’s perfect timing - and we board. “I think “Crush” is a really cute name, better than “Spring Fling, for a dance name,” Lisa said. “Anyway,” I softly announce, leaning into her even though we’re close and sharing a seat, “I’ve got three invites, so I’m taking Peter, of course, and YOU,” Lisa laughs, “OK” “And,” I add suspensefully - this was the surprise - “YOUR secret crush,” I add grinning and bouncing with excitement. Lisa freezes, turns pale and looks at me like I’m crazy. “What?” she says hoarsely. “Tom,” I said hesitantly, “Peter invited Tom..” Now Lisa has a wide-eyed look and her cheeks have turned a flamingo pink color. “He doesn’t KNOW he’s your crush,” I add quickly, reassuringly, putting my free hand on hers. That seems to calm her, “You didn’t SAY anything,” she asked, scrutinizing me for any sign of deception. “No, I swear, I said, making the sacred “x” sign over my heart, “We’d never. It was just a fun, surprise idea.” Suddenly the shuttle seemed hot and uncomfortable, I took off my scarf. We shared the last 10 minutes of the ride bickering. After we got off, we made our bickering way to class. As we settled in (we sit together) I offered, “We can cancel, I can cancel, it was a stupid idea - I’m sorry.” “No,” Lisa sighed, “I don’t always adjust well to surprises. OK, let’s do it!” “What was all THAT (bickering) about then??” I asked. “Oh, that was just fun,” she smiled, “I was making you sweat. Ok, What’s the theme? What are you wearing? Where’s it going to be held?” Lisa finally started asking critical questions. “It’ll be at Luther (college) and the theme is biomes,” I said. “Biomes?” Lisa asked. “Biomes - like grasslands and tundra,” I explained. “Oh, ok, sure” Lisa chuckled. “And I got a dress from Princess Polly. Sorry Fast Fashion,” I joked. “Hey, you know,” Lisa agreed, “When biomes call.” “You got it,” I nodded, “and I’m excited because I got a dress for you too!” “For ME?” Lisa exclaimed, “aww.” “I know what you like,” I claimed. “You do,” she admitted. “It was a surprise and time was short, you’ll love it,” I declared, as the TA took the podium. “It’ll be a go-hard night.” I whisper. “You should all have a PSet and paper to hand in,” the TA announces, as class begins. . . slang… PSet = a problem set (Homework) crush = a dance that you’re supposed to invite your crush to. TA = teaching assistant (a graduate student)